I was having coffee with a brother-in-law this morning and I was pleasantly surprised on the lessons I learned from him.
Tony believes that during this age of supposed mid-life crisis:
a) Sibling rivalry is no longer an issue.
b) There is nothing more to prove.
c) We have run the race.
What I think Tony really meant was life would be a more pleasant experience if we learn to taper down our expectations, if we learn to let go, let things be, learn to be more accepting.
Too often we fit people around us in a box we so designed in order to please ourselves. I do not know if this desire is driven by our own sense of mortality. We are intent on choreographing each and every dance that will take place in our lives in fear that our happiness will be compromised if someone steps out of line.
But rather than enjoy the moment, we end up more miserable than ever.
We have forgotten that in the richness of the diversity that surrounds us is where we can find true happiness. It is not defined by a single point of view but rather is infinite. And that view will never appear clear to us if are not willing to let go, to let things be, to be more accepting.
As Cecille says, letting go is expecting less. And rightly so for it is in expecting less that we learn to be more accepting.
Indeed, there is nothing more to prove specially at this age of supposed mid-life crisis, myself at 52. We have seen better days, have experienced finer things. We may have yet to achieve most of our dreams but we know how it is to be happy. We have loved and have been loved back. We have run the race.
We learned to accept that rivalry, sibling and others, is no longer important. Far more important is that we were blessed with people who were happy just to have spent even a slight moment of their years with us. No matter how far fetched their beliefs may be right now, there is no denying they have been a good part of us.
Oh yes, as a close, it does takes tremendous effort to let go specially because it demands humility. But humility often leads us to people who love being with us, think highly of us mainly because we are not complicated.
I love coffee moments. Sometimes along with the aroma comes the profound.